Victor did not know what was happening to him. Only that it hurts a lot. He can not breathe well and it only add more to his anguish. And now? He has to introduce himself in minutes. But his present condition makes it impossible. He can not hear his coach, Yakov Feltsman, who screams right next to him. He punches the wall in complete despair when suddenly a pair of hands covers his eyes, scaring him.
"It's all right. Focus on my voice. Nothing is going to go wrong today. Breathe through the nose and count to 3 and drop by mouth. Let's repeat the process gradually increasing the count as far as you can. That's it. It's all right. Today you will shine and nothing will go wrong. Believe in yourself. Trust in yourself. Very well. Keep your eyes closed and focus on my voice. Breathe deeply. Keep it up. Very well."
His hands moved away from his eyes and Victor realized that he had calmed down, still repeating the process.
"Vitya?" He listens to his tech and looks at him. "Are you alright?"
"Yakov? I ..." He looks around, looking for the owner of the voice that helped him. "Who helped me?"
"I do not know. But apparently she did a good job." Yakov says, with his arms folded. She hurried out. "I was worried about you and so I could not react in time to say thank you."
"Did you take a good look at her?" Victor asks, feeling calmer, still listening to her delicate voice in his mind.
"She was wearing sunglasses, her body covered by a black coat, a cap on her head, and thick headphones on her shoulder. I could not see more details." Yakov replied, frowning as he wondered why someone was using sunglasses inside a building.
"I understand. It's almost time. I'm ready." Victor decides to go to the arena.
~ X ~
Following the sound of the music and the audience, I sit in one of the seats, next to a tall woman with long brown hair who screams loudly. I pick up my headphones and draws them to my ears when I listen.
"Yuuri, where did you go?"
"There's a lot of noise, Minako-sensei. Much noise. Need a break." That's what I say, putting on the headphones, muffling the sounds around me." "Pichit will perform with one of my compositions. I'm anxious."
"Me too. Me too."
"Ladies and gentlemen. Phichit Chulanont, from Thailand. With the song [Magic of Music]"
I hear the piano and the violin play, and then I hear my voice, smiling for it to have worked out in the midst of so many faults.
Balance your whole body accordingly
With the rhythm dictated by the noise
Let the music shake your life
No matter the time, nor the moment.
Free everything from the bad thoughts
Dance, as if everything depends on it
Ignore the beads of sweat and tiredness
Jump, sing, twirl, laugh to the end.
Enjoy the beauty that music has
Spread to everybody your feelings
From being happy, to dreaming, to being free
Balance your whole body accordingly.
With the rhythm dictated by the noise
Let the music shake your life
No matter the time, nor the moment.
Rock your whole body non-stop
Break time, space, fly nonstop
If you fall, get up and keep going.
Believe in the true power of music.
No matter where, when, or how
Just put a disk and spread your wings
Forget everything and let your body follow
Let the magic of music purify you
Jump, sing, twirl, laugh to the end.
Enjoy the beauty that music has
Spread to everybody your feelings
From being happy, to dreaming, to being free.
Forget everything and let your body follow
Let the magic of music purify you
I hear the applause, deducing that my friend has managed to make a good program.
"A beautiful song."
"Music: S.K.Y. - Composition: K.Y. It's what say's here."
"You mean the female singer is viralizing on the internet?"
"Yes. She has beautiful songs that range from romantic, pop, funk and classic. But nothing is known of this mysterious girl. "
"Minako-sensei, are you uploading my songs on Youtube without my authorization again?" I ask, lowering the headphones.
"But they are beautiful, Yuuri!" - I listen.
"Take it all off. And next time, I'll ask Pichit to spread his stuff. Do not forget that I have 'those' photos on my cell phone, on my notebook and in several internet clouds." - I say, listening to 'tch' soon after.
"Damn Yuuri. You're blind but can still be cocky!"
I burst into laughter, unable to hear Phichit's result.